Monday, December 1, 2025

The Princess of the Wraiths by Peregrinus Hierusalemsis


What inspired you to become an author?

When I was a teenager, I travelled a lot to the Yucatán Peninsula. There, I watched plenty of beautiful and colorful birds. As I used to draw birds at that time, I wanted to write down a book on the birds of Yucatán. It was just a notebook, but that was my first written work, my first book.
 
Do you have a specific writing style?

I believe that the person who is the least suitable to judge the writing style of an author is the same person who has written the text. I think it is impossible to judge oneself objectively. I am quite good at judging the writing style of other writers. However, our own writing style is the voice of our soul. Therefore, the mind cannot judge its own words using the same words. It would be biased according to the self-esteem of the author. People with high self-esteem would always state that their works are like those of the most prestigious writers. People with low self-esteem always would diminish the importance of the texts that they have produced. Style is not just a matter of saying how brief or complex a written text is. It is also an aesthetic value judgement of quality. Therefore, it cannot be objectively judged by the author.    

How did you come up with the title for your latest book?

I decided to travel to the Middle East. However, there were a lot of political problems in that geopolitical region. Therefore, a woman hypnotized me so I would have more courage to go there. After I returned, this woman became my enemy. I did not know that at first, but she started to hypnotize me so I would have nightmares and fear. When I wrote a memoir about that event, I wanted to title it “Hypnotize me after I return from the desert.” While I had already written half of the book I decided to change the title. The reason was that I was not as brainwashed by her anymore after not seeing her for a long time, so I did not want to be controlled anymore by anyone. I wanted a title that would be related to my inner struggle against her mind powers, so I titled my book “Fighting the Princess of the Wraiths.” While she was hypnotizing me, she told me to remember the wraiths that I dreamt of when I was a child. In that way she was able to induce me night terrors while I was sleeping. That is why I nicknamed her “The Princess of the Wraiths.” The current title is now the “Princess of the Wraiths.” I reduced the size of the title because Nicole Boccelli, the copy editor of my book, suggested that. 

Is there a message in your memoir that you want readers to grasp?

Bertrand Russell (1946) wrote a book titled “A History of Western Philosophy.” In his book, he defines philosophy as a discipline that is halfway between science and religion. In my memoir, I want to explore the whole epistemological spectrum. My book is a journey through science, philosophy, and spirituality. Therefore, the underlying message of my book is that you must create your own metaphysical worldview by exploring whatever sources of knowledge you can find around the world. Indeed, one cannot make an accurate moral value judgement without a solid metaphysics or a solid scientific view. All our ideas are the result of our beliefs about the Universe and how it works.  

Is there a genre that you’d like to write that you haven’t tackled yet?

I am extremely interested in the Socratic dialogue. The Socratic dialogue was a highly popular genre during classical Greek and Hellenistic times. It is not simply writing boring philosophy essays with plenty of redundant words. Plato stated in his dialogue “Phaedrus” that only by being discussed philosophy is alive. Hence, the Socratic dialogue is a conversation between 2 or more characters with different points of view, not just an essay attempting to indoctrinate the reader.

What book are you reading now?

It is a textbook by Roger Kamien titled “Music: an appreciation” (13th edition, 2021). It is part of my daily philosophical study. I think that to be able to become a true philosopher I need to study an overview of all high culture, including learning about classical music.

What books are in your to read pile?

I have a lot. I want to solve a lot of Physics textbooks. I mean solving them, because all of them have mathematical questions that must be solved. My spiritual teacher Jana commanded me to understand the Universe where I live. Only by mastering physics and chemistry will I be able to fulfill that task. 

I also want to read all the classics of Western philosophy like the works by Kant, Descartes, and Hume. 

I am also interested in nature writing. I want to read books by naturalists such as Alfred Wallace, William Bartram, and Rachel Carson. 

I am interested in mythology. I want to read more myths in their ancient sources. I want to read more Greek mythology, the biblical pseudepigrapha, and medieval legendary stories.

What books/authors have influenced your life?

Roger Tory Peterson has influenced my life because he wrote the birding field guide that introduced me to birding.

Charles Darwin influenced my life because it was thanks to his writings that I started to see the natural world in a rational way.

Epicurus has influenced my life. Epicurus thought that humans do not need a lot. However, society tells us that we need plenty of achievements to be happy. The only way to have pleasure is by realizing that most of what we think we need to achieve are only superstitions that must be rejected.

Linnaeus influenced me to want to know the name of everything that surrounds me!

If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?

The guy who wrote an ancient Gnostic text known as the “Paraphrase of Shem.” I think that anonymous writer was excellent! His sacred book is obviously based on Jewish religion. However, his text is extremely original. I have never read any other Gnostic or Jewish text that is similar to it. This guy basically created his own branch of Judaism by himself! I admire this writer because he was able to think in a different way. He was an individual, not part of the crowd. He was able to create something totally different from what was being written during the time of the Roman Empire. I wish I could be like him. I think the modern world needs more people like the guy who wrote the “Paraphrase of Shem.” In our modern world, algorithms program and control people. Authors write to please the algorithms to be able to attract readers. If we want to be truly creative, we need writers that go against all algorithmic conventions. That is urgently needed for our civilization.

Who designed the cover of your latest book?

The book cover was designed by Katarzyna Burzmińska. As most Polish women named Katarzyna she usually calls herself Kasia. Her artist nickname is kiko-sempai. You can find her more easily on the Internet by looking for the name kiko-sempai. She makes a lot of fantasy art. She paints elves, warriors, genies, belly dancers, mermaids, angels, fairies, and shamans. Most of her paintings depict sexy girls. She mostly paints using digital art. However, she is an excellent watercolorist. All her paintings in my book are traditional art paintings made with watercolors. She made both the book cover and the mandrake (Mandragora officinarum) girl that is shown ubiquitously on plenty of pages of my book.   



The Princess of the Wraiths
Peregrinus Hierusalemsis

Genre: YA Memoir
Publisher: Books to Hook Publishing, LLC.
Date of Publication: 21st of June 2025
ISBN: 979-8-89283-269-4

Word Count: 262,705 
Cover Artist: Katarzyna Burzmińska 

Book Description:

Biologist-turned-author Peregrinus Hierusalemsis presents “The Princess of the Wraiths: an herbal, bestiary, human zoo, and memoir,” a captivating book that intertwines science, spirituality, and personal growth. This memoir offers a profound look at the intersections of love, knowledge, and resilience, all while reflecting on the author's rich experiences. 

Peregrinus describes the cultural experiences that he lived while growing up in Mexico between the years 1984 and 2002. He also discusses his later life in the United Kingdom and Sweden. During this time, the 2000s culture is explored.

At its core, the book conveys a powerful message: knowledge and wisdom are the ultimate tools for living a successful life. Through deeply personal anecdotes, Peregrinus touches on universal themes such as the influence of global events on individual lives, overcoming fears, seeking spiritual teachers, and navigating love and relationships. Richly illustrated with 94 handmade natural history and people-focused illustrations, this memoir provides not only an intellectual feast but also a visual delight. 

Key highlights include childhood fears of ghosts, mystical experiences, navigating young adult relationships, and insights into the biodiversity of our natural world. Peregrinus also sheds light on his experience avoiding toxic relationships, a lesson that inspired the title, “The Princess of the Wraiths.” The Princess of the Wraiths is a woman who is able to produce nightmares using hypnosis. Defeating her was Peregrinus’s greatest challenge. Through this work, readers will uncover how science and spirituality can coexist to offer a broader understanding of reality. 

This unique memoir is available for free online, making it an accessible and enriching read for anyone interested in exploring the depths of science, spirituality, and personal evolution.

FREE Download at Scribd


Excerpt:

 

Regarding death, my grandmother Lorenza used to tell me an anecdote that happened to her while she was a kid. She was an orphan, so she went to live with her grandmother, who became her primary caregiver. My great-great-grandmother lived in Los Ranchos de San José, a village close to Villa Guerrero, State of Mexico. In her house, there was a black cherry tree (Prunus serotina). One night, a great horned owl (Bubo virginianus) perched on a branch of the tree and started to vocalize. My great-great-grandmother thought that such an event was an omen. She claimed that meant that she would soon die. Thus, she told Lorenza to do whatever she could to scare the owl. My grandmother Lorenza was unable to scare the owl. The owl vocalized in the same place for several nights, and my great-great-grandmother died less than a month after the owl started hooting. After the burial, Ismaela arrived to tell her niece Lorenza that she should leave the house to go to live with her, as Lorenza was still a kid. When both were leaving the house, Lorenza claimed that she did not want to leave the building, as she was able to listen to the ghostly voice of my dead great-great-grandmother who was calling her inside…

According to the Graeco-Roman Olympian religion, Ascalaphus was an angel of the Hades God. Hades is the dwelling place of the souls of the dead. The task of Ascalaphus was to snatch the souls of dying people to Hades. Ascalaphus was transformed into an owl by Persephone the Kore, the queen of Hell. Since then, owl Ascalaphus has visited dying people before they finally died. That is why Pliny the Elder stated in his “Natural History” that the Eurasian eagle-owl (Bubo bubo) was an extremely bad omen. Spanish bishop St. Isidore of Seville transferred this superstition to Christian Catholicism in his book “Etymologiae.”


About the Author:

Peregrinus Hierusalemsis is a biologist, writer, and seeker whose life has woven together science, philosophy, and spirituality. A graduate of the University of Edinburgh (2010) with a degree in biology, he has published scientific papers on biodiversity and worked in plant sciences, entomology, and molecular biology since 2009. His professional passion lies in systematics, the classification of living things, while his personal explorations reach into philosophy, metaphysics, and the world’s ancient spiritual traditions.

From early encounters with eastern philosophy in childhood karate lessons in Mexico, to late-night debates on western philosophy with friends, to the guidance of a spiritual teacher during his A-level years in the UK, Peregrinus has always sought to understand life’s hidden patterns. These experiences, alongside his scientific training, shape his unique voice which can be described as a bridge between the empirical and the mystical.

His debut work, The Princess of the Wraiths: an herbal, bestiary, human zoo, and memoir, invites readers into a journey that blends memoir with natural history, spiritual reflection, and philosophical inquiry.




Thursday, November 13, 2025

Grown-Up Book Fair This Saturday, November 15, 2025

 I'll be at the Grown-Up Book Fair on Saturday, November 15, 2025, from 6-9 p.m. @ Sloan Museum of Discovery

I'll have my haunted history and paranormal romance books along with bookmarks, stickers, art, and more. 

Get a head start on your holiday shopping.


Are you craving that nostalgic feeling of being excited about a school book fair, and browsing all of the new books to find the perfect one?

At the Book Fair for Grown Ups, you can do just that! 

On Saturday, November 15, join us after hours at Sloan Museum to browse a selection of new and used books from RB Used Books, Dragon's Roost Press, Friends of the Flint Public Library, plus several local authors, and plenty of vendors with book-related goodies and merch. 

There will be drinks available for purchase from Coffee Beanery- Sloan Museum while you browse, and your ticket includes access to the entire museum (please no food or drink in the museum galleries).

If you're a book lover and looking for new reads, this event is for you! 

Just $10 entry - visit: SloanLongway.org/BookFair for tickets and info. 

Cash bar, drinks, and snacks available at the Coffee Beanery Cafe. 

This event is open to guests 18 and up. 

https://www.facebook.com/events/763825506674129

Wednesday, November 12, 2025

Cover Reveal: Selecting The Wrong Love by E. Masson and Julie G. Henry



Selecting The Wrong Love 
The LoveWade Tale Series 
Book One
E. Masson and Julie G. Henry

Genre: Romance 
Publisher: Author E. Masson , LLC
Pre-Order: 02-20-2026
ASIN: B0FWX8GBLP
Cover Artist: Marina

Tagline: Three men. One future. A choice that will change everything.

Book Description:

Love can turn your life upside down. 

Sometimes more than once…

Just ask Amber…..

Amber thought she knew exactly what she wanted. 

She was wrong.

Medical school. Career. Success. Everything mapped out perfectly until three men walked into her life and turned her world upside down.

James crashed into her on campus and never really left. Sweet, steady, completely devoted. He became the friend she couldn't live without, even though his eyes promised so much more. But Amber had bigger plans than falling for a business major student.

Then Levi appeared like a gift from the universe. Gorgeous, brilliant, medical school's golden boy. When he chose her out of everyone else, Amber felt invincible. This was it. This was her perfect match.

One positive pregnancy test later, and Amber's carefully constructed future crumbled. Medical school could wait. Dreams could be rebuilt later. She married her prince and prepared for happily ever after.

What she got instead was a nightmare in designer clothes.

Years of trying to save a marriage that was doomed from the start left Amber broken and questioning everything. While she was busy playing the perfect wife, the perfect man had been waiting in the wings. Still single. Still hopeful. Still completely in love with the woman who'd shattered his heart.

But some chances expire. And Amber's running out of time to claim the love she was too blind to see.

Will she wake up before it's too late? 

Get your copy at Amazon and start reading to find out.  




About the Author:

Hello lovely readers! Welcome to my corner of the literary world, where fiction comes alive in all its glory! I am E. Masson, a captivating romance author with my pen dipped in dreams and a heart full of romance, I set my readers on the path of unforgettable journeys through the depths of the human heart. From whirlwind romances to slow-burning love stories, each page of my books are infused with warmth and emotion, leaving readers yearning for more.

I have a talent for creating characters you'll adore while feeling like old friends and settings that transport you to new worlds. I am here to sweep you off your feet with every word. So, get ready to rediscover the joy of falling in love with my enchanting romance novels. Welcome to the adventure!







Wednesday, October 15, 2025

New Release: Guarded Time by Stephanie Hansen #NewRelease #Historical #Romantasy #TimeTravel

New Release

Outlander Meets What the Wind Knows with a Dash of The Tudors



 

Guarded Time

Stephanie Hansen

 

Genre: Historical Romantasy

 

Claudia, Alex, and Marie embark on a perilous journey back through the swirling mists of time, their hopes pinned on averting a looming tragedy. As they navigate the tangled web of history, vivid memories of Alex and Claudia’s enduring love flicker across the timelines, a testament to their unyielding bond. Their destination is the tumultuous Ireland of 1649, a land poised precariously on the brink of siege. It is a treacherous era to traverse, where danger lurks at every corner.

 

In their quest, they immerse themselves within the ancient covens, becoming an integral part of the tightly knit community of Drogheda. The air is thick with tension, the kind that crackles and hums, as they wrestle with the monumental task before them. Caught in the crossfire of history, they face the daunting challenge of halting the impending slaughter of the town while grappling with the complex emotions tied to saving the beloved of their sworn nemesis.

 

As the stakes grow ever higher, the question looms large: will the timeless love between Alex and Claudia endure the trials they face, or are there formidable forces at work beyond their control, threatening to unravel the very fabric of their shared destiny?

 

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FLQP9MSP/

 

#ReincarnatedSouls #TimeTravel #GirlSquad #Sorcery #ItsAlwaysBeenYou #SoulMate #Romantasy #HistoricalFiction

 

 

 

Monday, October 6, 2025

The Chosen One’s Assistant by Kimber Grey


The Chosen One’s Assistant 
Kimber Grey 

Genre: Epic/High Fantasy, Sword and Sorcery
Publisher: GrayWhisper Graphics Productions (
Date of Publication: 7/12/2023
ISBN: 979-8851108464
ASIN: B0C9SNG88J
Number of pages: 359
Word Count: Aprox. 98,000
Cover Artist: Kimber Grey

Tagline: Hilarious, Dark, and Epic! Everything you’d expect in a book with vampire weasels.

Book Description:

Never meet your heroes.

Outcast by every guild, starving, and left beaten and shamed in an alley, he was beyond desperate when the timeliest opportunity presented itself: The Greatest Hero of Men was in need of an assistant.

He was so eager to leave his old life behind, he didn't hesitate to accept the role of Tiberius, personal assistant to The Chosen One. The magically binding contract was signed, and the previous servant was out the door before the blood on the quill was dry. Tiberius quickly learned he was responsible for all of the hero's needs from mundane to absurdly ridiculous, and the hero himself was the most ridiculous of all. Woefully inexperienced as a quester, thrown into the hero's world of danger and debauchery, he could never have guessed how harrowing and frustrating this new position would be. Then he learned the God of Pestilence was holding a well-justified, 100-year-old grudge. Death, disease, and evil beyond any Tiberius could imagine awaited them on the path ahead, and The Chosen One had been called to stand against it.

How could Tiberius hope to survive his first campaign with the gods' champion against Trion, God of Darkness?

Amazon      Hardcover      Books2Read


Excerpt:

I returned to the room and knocked, entering at the direction of The Chosen One... who stood in front of the mirror wearing nothing but his Chosen underwear and the tyrian purple cloak wrapped around his shoulders. His chest was puffed out, and his enormous, muscular limbs flexed this way and that as he posed himself in dramatic battle postures with his famous great sword. Every inch of visible skin was hairless and glistening. He had worked up a sweat admiring himself, and I could still smell the liquor on him.

"Um..." I mumbled, wondering if I should return at a more convenient—and less embarrassing—time. Much to my chagrin, he didn't stop flexing on my account.

"Go ahead and pack," he grunted as he clenched his stomach to make all of his tightly bound abdomen muscles pop. "I'll wait for the pressed clothes." He turned to the side and threw the cloak over his shoulder so he could admire his hips and backside, casting daring glances at his tiny embroidered face on the seat of his underpinnings through the polished brass.

I was certain my own face was scarlet as I skirted past him to gather up everything and return the items to the trunks that seemed the most appropriate. The entire time I worked, he didn't break from his posturing, and I wondered if it was a form of exercise for him, or if it merely exercised his ego. My work was hastened by embarrassment, and when I was done, I silently took up the first Tome of Tiberius. I turned my back, ignoring his grunting and wheezing, and flipped to chapter 3, skimming for the most pertinent pieces of information. I needed to know how to handle The Chosen One's finances.

I quickly learned it was my duty to draw up contracts when The Chosen One agreed to take a deal, enforce the contracts, and collect the fees. It was my duty to arrange for appraisers, auctioneers, and moneychangers to convert any "spoils" of The Chosen One's labors—those that he did not keep for his personal collection—to coin. It was my duty to ensure there was sufficient coin for The Chosen One to live whatever lifestyle he chose and to fund any campaign. Incidentals incurred as a direct result of a campaign—such as bribing furious husbands—came from funds before they were deposited into a bank and Tiberius' percentage was calculated. There was a list of "lifestyle" actions that came from the bank and were not considered incidentals; "donations and women" were on that list. Thus, I assumed him throwing coins into the crowd was not an incidental, either, but came from The Chosen One's own bank holdings.

"You need to plot a course for Vevesk," The Chosen One said between poses. "They have vampire stoats."

"What," I asked, slightly startled by the break in silence. "What is a stoat?"

"I think they said it was like a long rat." He glanced over at me. "Find out. And find out how to kill it."

I stared at him until his self-admiration embarrassed me enough to look away. "You don't know how to kill them?"

"I assume I cut them up enough, they'll die," he quipped. "You need to figure out how it happened so I can stop it. Evil wizard, ancient curse, typical vampirism, that sort of thing."

"I have to learn what caused this outbreak of blood-sucking long rats?" I asked, incredulously. Surely he was jesting. That was his job.

"Chapter 2," he said, stripping off the cloak so he could better admire his shoulders.

I grimaced and turned to the second chapter in the Tome of Tiberius. This detailed how I was to conduct necessary research for a campaign and successfully translate it to The Chosen One, for him to then implement that knowledge to complete his feats of heroism. I sighed deeply. "There is no university here to hold historical works, and many of the larger temples do not have any books in them at all. I will need to visit the Wizards' Guild, the Questers' Guild, and the Scriveners' Guild," I explained.

"Go quickly," he ordered without sympathy. "We leave soon."

I gritted my teeth and rose from my chair, throwing Tiberius' quill and a stack of paper sheets into my shoulder bag. It was all but impossible to do the kind of research this would require in only a handful of hours. So, I ran.

About the Author:

Kimber was born in the arid and alien land known as southern California. She began consuming fiction from an early age, and has ever been eager to emulate the works that dramatically shaped her heart and mind as a child. She began creating short fiction and poetry in grade school, and wrote her first (laughably bad) novel in jr. high. With a grandmother who is a writer and an editor, English teachers who encouraged her budding potential, and a husband with an even greater appreciation of the written word, Kimber has never lacked support in the pursuit of her bliss.

She published her first fantasy novel Quietus in 2009, and her second Seeking Destiny in 2012. The first three books of Faiden Reborn, Kingdoms Lost, Fallen Heroes, and History Forgotten were published in 2017. She has published two anthologies and four novellas, and her work has appeared in anthologies such as Missing Pieces IV, V, and VI; The Hapless Cenloryan-The Troubadour's Inn Book I (2017 Ed.), and On Wings of Steam: Ears and Gears. The Chosen One's Assistant, published in 2023 is her most popular yet, with it's heavy fantasy tropes and sharp wit.





Sunday, October 5, 2025

Spooktastic Haunted Book Fair Brings Dark Delights to Flint This October

Book lovers with a taste for the eerie and otherworldly are invited to step into the shadows at the Spooktastic Haunted Book Fair, happening Saturday, October 18, from 12–3 p.m. at Creative Cafe, 3318 Corunna Rd, Flint, MI 48503.

The event promises an afternoon filled with dark and paranormal romance, spine-tingling horror, haunting histories, and fantastical tales—the perfect mix for readers who like their stories on the spooky side. In addition to a wide selection of books, attendees will also find bookmarks, stickers, and other macabre merchandise to complete their haunted haul.

“Do you enjoy dark romances, haunted houses, and stories that send shivers down your spine?” asks event organizer Roxanne Rhoads. “The Spooktastic Haunted Book Fair is designed for readers who love to wander into the shadows of imagination.”

Whether you’re seeking your next paranormal love story, a chilling ghost tale, or simply a spooky souvenir, the fair will offer something for every fan of the macabre.

Event Details:

 Spooktastic Haunted Book Fair
 Saturday, October 18, 12–3 p.m.
 Creative Cafe, 3318 Corunna Rd, Flint, MI 48503
 Event Page on Facebook


Thursday, October 2, 2025

Shades of Night by Floy Owens


Shades of Night
Floy Owens 

Genre: Thriller
Date of Publication: 8/24/25
ISBN: 979-8262133963 
ASIN: B0FNN9D558
Number of pages: 222 
Word Count: 48,726 words
Cover Artist: Bryan Lauer 

Tagline: A Dark Psychological Serial Killer Thriller with Shocking Twists, Dark Secrets, and a Fearless Female Lead 

Book Description: 

When a successful bookstore owner is abducted by a meticulous serial killer, she finds herself in a sterile cage designed for torture. 

But as the captor attempts to break his victim, the roles of predator and prey begin to blur. 

In a deadly psychological game where survival means becoming the greater monster, she must confront her own dark history to not only escape, but to take everything from the man who trapped her.

Amazon

Excerpt:

The room is dim, shadows casting sinister shapes as Violet hangs suspended from the ceiling beam. The air is sharp, metallic. Her upper back is pierced by two thick, curved steel hooks, twisting cruelly into her flesh, skin stretched unnaturally taut. The thick rope threaded through the hooks connects her to the beam. Blood seeps in thin rivulets down her sides, creating jagged streaks that pool at her underwear’s waistband, before dropping to the cold concrete below.

Her legs are submerged in a steel basin, the stool beneath it unsteady. The water, tainted with rust and streaks of her blood, ripples faintly. Her arms dangle, hands still bound together. Her head tilts slightly forward, chin resting against her chest. She forces each breath to remain slow, even.

Erik crouches beside a car battery, his clean, collared flannel shirt tucked into dark jeans, sleeves rolled to the elbows. He tightens the clamps on the terminals, sparks leaping at the contact.

“You know, I’ve read every page of your life.” He lifts the jumper cables, taps them together, causing a spark to ignite. “Medical files, police reports, case manager notes. Every sad word.” He shakes his head, disgust feigned, setting the cables aside momentarily. “When you have money, nothing’s off limits, it’s sick really.” He moves to the basin, adjusting it beneath her feet. “I know exactly where you’ve been, what was done to you, who did it.” Leaning in, his voice drops, almost intimate. “Nothing about you is hidden from me.”

Violet’s lips curl in a half-smile, eyes sharp despite the pain. “Then you must know how all this will end.”

Erik holds her gaze for a beat, then lowers both jumper cables into the basin. Violet’s body seizes violently, legs kicking, sending ripples through the bloody water. The jolt rips through her, every nerve set on fire. Her jaw snaps shut, teeth grinding. There’s a rush of static in her ears, then nothing but blinding white. She bites her tongue to keep from crying out. In the haze, she thinks she hears Erik counting under his breath. Her back arches against the hooks, fresh blood weeping from the wounds. The water bubbles and hisses as the current surges.

As smoke fills the Cage and the pain recedes, Violet’s awareness drifts. For Erik, each session in the Cage is a key, unlocking a different memory he has constructed from her files. He pictures another house, another set of wounds, another day when everything was already broken.

He sees it as clearly as the files he read. She would have been younger then, thinner, eyes already trained on disaster. He pictures her entering a silent house, feeling the weight of what waits inside. It is not guesswork anymore. The details are always the same.

 

***

 

Twenty-One Years Ago

 

The house door creaks open. Violet steps inside, fifteen and all sharp angles, her backpack slipping from one shoulder. She doesn’t bother fixing it. The air inside is heavy with stillness, as if the house knew what it held and decided to stop breathing.

She does not call out. The house would not answer.

Dust drapes the furniture like snow. The living room is quiet, dark in places it never used to be. A coffee mug lies on its side beside the couch, cracked and forgotten. The blinds are crooked. No breeze. No motion.

Nothing waits to greet her.

Fifteen years old. She walks into a nightmare.

She steps further in, sneakers whispering across the worn floorboards. Her eyes scan the room like she’s been here before and expects what’s coming. Maybe she does. Girls like Violet don’t walk through life with surprises. They walk through patterns.

In the center of the room, her mother hangs.

The ceiling fan turns slowly, each rotation jerking her body just enough to keep the sound going.

Creak.

Creak.

Her legs are stiff, toes pointed downward. A bruise rings her throat, buried beneath the cord. Her dress has slipped from one shoulder. Her mouth is open.

The smell is subtle: sweet rot, sour perfume.

Her mother, tangled in her own mess.

Violet doesn’t cry. She doesn’t cover her mouth or run. She just watches the sway of the body. The way the fan keeps spinning, mechanical and obedient. Then, without a word, she walks past it. No glance back.

The kitchen has its own secrets.

Her father slouches in a chair by the table, neck limp, jaw slack. A bullet hole marks the center of his forehead like a forgotten dot on a test paper. The blood beneath him has dried into maroon shadows, seeping into the wood grain.

The table is chaos. A burned spoon. A twisted tourniquet. A cheap yellow lighter.

He never cleaned up. Never thought she’d come home early.

Her mother finally snapped. Maybe she couldn’t take the guilt anymore.

Violet crouches beside the body. She looks at his hands, still dirty beneath the nails. At the way one boot stayed on while the other sits overturned by the fridge. At the stubble that never grew evenly.

She doesn’t touch him.

Maybe Daddy spent too much money on junk.

She rises again.

Moves down the hall, light as breath, like she doesn’t want to wake whatever still lives in the walls. At the end of the hallway, she lowers herself to the floor. Her back presses against the floral wallpaper, now peeling. Knees drawn tight. Arms locked around them.

She doesn’t shake.

She doesn’t blink.

Or maybe she realized her main source of income was drying up.

The older the girl got, the less she was worth. Mommy shot Daddy dead, then strung herself up.

The house is still now, except for the soft tick of a clock and the distant, endless turn of the fan.

Violet breathes evenly. Her face is blank. Not numb. Blank. Numbness implies a feeling that once existed.

This is not grief. It is recognition.

A girl walks into a house and finds herself orphaned. And somewhere inside her, she knew it was coming.

Some part of her always knew.

 

 

 


About the Author:

Floy Owens writes stories about survival, obsession, and the ways people change when pushed past their limits. The debut novel, Shades of Night, is a dark psychological thriller that dives into the mind of both captor and captive. When not writing, Owens is usually plotting the next story, fueled by strong tea and a curiosity about what makes people tick.





Saturday, September 13, 2025

Free Read September 13- 17 Armored Hours by Stephanie Hansen #Romantasy #MagicalRealism

Get it Free September 13- 17

Cable Girls meets Peaky Blinders meets Titanic



Armored Hours
Stephanie Hansen

The girls had forged a bond together like iron that could not be broken. Claudia, Kiersten, Lina, and Florian were on the brink of making history with their powerful feminist movement, but then they suddenly disappeared without a trace. Alexander was a desperate bootlegger who was willing to risk it all to search for them. 

Not only were they in cahoots with him to help smuggle feminist con-traband and forbidden booze, but Claudia had also unknowingly captivated his heart. He vowed to find them at any cost, but little did he know that their disappearance was part of a much bigger and sinister plot from the upper echelons of society. 

Set in 1920s Paris of the Plains, Armored Hours is a thrilling tale of love and mystery interwoven with hints of magical realism.

✨Light Romantasy set in the Prohibition Era
✨Strong Female Friendships
✨Magic Realism 
✨Mystery 
✨Found Family 


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Wednesday, September 10, 2025

Times Change by Gail Z. Martin and Larry N. Martin #UrbanFantasy


Interview with Gail Z Martin

What inspired you to become an author?

A: I have wanted to be an author for as long as I can remember. When I was six years old, I dictated my first book (about a vampire) to my grandmother because I couldn’t spell yet.

Do you write in different genres?

A: Writing as Gail Z. Martin (or collaborating with my husband, Larry N. Martin) I/we write epic and urban fantasy as well as comedic horror and steampunk. As Morgan Brice, I write male/male paranormal romance/urban fantasy.

If yes, which is your favorite genre to write?

A: I like all of the ones I’ve chosen to write in, and switching among them keeps things fresh.

How did you come up with the title for your latest book?

A: Joe Mack became immortal in the 1890s, and the first four novellas (collected in Forged) tell stories from that time through the Roaring Twenties. Times Change brings us into the current era, fast-forwarding a century, so it’s an appropriate description!

Do you title the book first or wait until after it’s complete?

A: I usually title the book first because while I’m writing it, I also have to arrange for the cover art, so I need the title!

Is there a genre(s) that you’d like to write that you haven’t tackled yet?

A: Romantasy. I’ve written four epic fantasy series and they all have a strong element of romance, but the focus is primarily on the action/adventure. I have a couple of ideas for something that brings the romance to the fore in an epic fantasy setting, but I’m not sure when it’ll get written.

Of all the characters you’ve ever written, who is your favorite and why?

A: Probably Martris Drayke from The Summoner because he was my first main character and it took me twenty years to get his book finished and published.

If this book is part of a series…what is the next book? Any details you can share?

A: Times Change is part of the Joe Mack Shadow Council Adventure series. We have three more books under contract to Falstaff Books, so there will be more! And if you’re new to the series, check out the first four novellas, collected in Forged.

What books/authors have influenced your life?

A: So many books have inspired me, and so many authors past and present continue to inspire and encourage me. I couldn’t name them all!

If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?

A: David Drake (no relation to my character, who was named long before I met him), was very kind to me when I was just starting out and shared a lot of knowledge and experience—and barbecue—with us. I am very grateful for his help.

Can you share a little of your current work with us?

A: I’m currently working on the next Night Vigil book (written under my Gail name), and under my MM romance name (Morgan Brice) I am working on the next Treasure Trail book—with plenty more in the queue for after that!

Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?

A: Fight scenes take a lot of mental choreography. It’s challenging to be telling people what is going on but try to do it in a way that they perceive it as action.

Do you have any advice for other writers?

A: Never give up.

What would your readers be surprised to learn about you?

A: I have an MBA in Marketing and Management Information Systems from The Pennsylvania State University.

When you’re not writing, what do you do? Do you have any hobbies or guilty pleasures?

A: Larry and I love to go on cruises or go to the beach. It’s the ultimate chill-out. We also love to watch action movies with a lot of explosions.

What is next for you? Do you have any scheduled events?

A: I don’t have any conventions left in 2025 after DragonCon over Labor Day Weekend. The only con that is confirmed so far for 2026 is Coastal Magic Convention in February, but I’m hoping to get a couple more for next year. As for releases beyond what I’ve already mentioned, I try to bring out a new book in each of our active series every 1-2 years, which is a challenge with 12 active series!



Times Change
Joe Mack Shadow Council Files 
Book Five
Gail Z. Martin and Larry N. Martin

Genre: Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Falstaff Books
Date of Publication: July 23, 2025
ISBN: 979-8293995790
ASIN: B0DFDZ4S4T
Number of pages: 122
Word Count: 30,000

Cover Artist: GetCovers.com

Tagline: When you ask a god for favors, be careful what you wish for. You just might get it.

Book Description:

Joe Mack is back, solving cold cases that eluded Eliot Ness and kicking demon butt.

Josef Magarac was a brave man, a strong man, a hard-working immigrant who only wanted a better life for his family. Then he was murdered, and an ancient Slavic god brought him back to life, gave him new abilities, and a mission to protect those who can’t protect themselves. Now he's Joe Mack, immortal thanks to the Slavic god, and a champion against dark magic, demons, and things that go bump in the night.

Joe's previous collection of adventures spanned the Roaring Twenties and Prohibition. Now he's in the modern era, working with new partners and adjusting to a whole new century. But old cases have resurfaced, and demons never die. A supernatural serial killer has returned, and some of the evil Joe thought was done and dusted has returned to wreak havoc. It will take all of the supernatural abilities, wit, and will of Joe and his partners—past and present—to stop the dark forces once and for all. If they fail, it will unleash a wave of demonic vengeance, blood, and death unlike anything Cleveland has ever seen.

Times Change is a non-stop thrill ride full of paranormal action, found family, dark magic, and loyal friends.

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Excerpt 2:

She lit candles and seated herself across from me at a small table with a block-printed covering with protective sigils blind stitched into its complex pattern. The area was well-warded and protected with powerful magic. I’d learned a long time ago that Sicilian and Corsican witches had special talent, and I could feel the energy in the air as Mrs. Brandino settled into the chair and centered her magic.

“Take my hands.”

Delicate fingers closed around my meaty digits, feeling fragile in my grip. I noted the thin, crepey skin mottled with age spots that contrasted with my rough palms. I was far older, but she seemed ancient.

“Jack West and Sarah Grace McAllen Harringworth, your friend has come to speak with you.” She closed her eyes, and her features relaxed as she tranced to open the connection to the Beyond.

When she opened her eyes, I knew she had stepped to the back of her consciousness and allowed the spirit of Jack West to move to the forefront.

“Hiya, Joe. Been a while.” The voice was Mrs. Brandino’s, but the tone and inflection were pure Jack West.

“How’s life on the other side?”

She shrugged, capturing West’s mannerisms perfectly. “Still can’t play a harp for shit,” he joked. “What brings you here?”

“I finally finished the Moonville case—for good, this time.” I told him about the fight with the woman’s ghost and the railroad spirit and how I torched the tunnel and took the spike. “I think it’s finally done.”

“We thought that before,” West pointed out.

“I know. And for a while, things died down—I think it took a while for the spirits to power back up again. But this time, I really believe I broke what was holding them there.”

“Nice work,” West said. “Glad to know you’re still on the job. Those new partners working out okay?”

I had told him about Adrian and Jenna the last time I’d come to Mrs. Brandino, and while I knew West wouldn’t begrudge me mortal companionship, I think he hated to be excluded. While he’d never admit it or want me to join them in the hereafter, I think he missed our adventures.

Apparently in heaven there are no heists to bust.

“They’re not bad—for kids,” I admitted, even though I had figured out that my new partners were about the same age that West and Sarah Grace were when we worked together. “Pretty sharp, actually. But I miss hanging around like we used to.”

“Look at you, getting sentimental over Prohibition,” West teased. “You might miss us, but I bet you don’t miss the bathtub gin.”

He was right about that, and recalling the taste made me shudder.

“True. Is Sarah Grace floating around in the ether?”

“Tired of talking with me already?” West joked. “Yeah, she’s here. If you wrap up any more old cases, let us know. The afterlife is pretty boring.”

I felt the energy shift, and Sarah Grace’s presence moved to the forefront.

“Hello, Joe. Nice of you to drop by. What are you up to these days?” Damned if she didn’t sound just the same a hundred years after some of our best exploits.

“Still on the job, not lollygagging like you two. I’m cleaning up loose ends. Wrapped up the Moonville case—and I think the fix will stick.”

Her laugh was as infectious as I remembered. “Never a dull moment with you. Glad to hear it. How are you—really?”

Leave it to Sarah Grace to get to the heart of the matter. I shrugged, uncomfortable. “You know. Same old, same old.”

“Um-hum,” she replied, and even channeled through the medium I sensed her disapproval. In my mind’s eye, I imagined the tilt of her head and her skeptical expression. “Being immortal isn’t a free pass not to take care of yourself. You can have a purpose and still be happy sometimes.”

Even from beyond the grave, she had me dead to rights. Maybe that’s one of the reasons that West and Sarah Grace were so special to me. Our partnership morphed into deep friendship. While I had liked and respected all my partners over the years, some were closer to my heart than others. West and Sarah Grace would always be among my favorites.

“I’m happy when I solve cases.” I knew it was a weak comeback.

“Joe—you know what I mean,” she chided. “Even watchdogs chase a ball now and then.”

“Point taken. Fetch more, bark less?”

 

About the Authors: 

Gail Z. Martin
writes urban fantasy, epic fantasy, steampunk and more for Solaris Books, Orbit Books, Falstaff Books, SOL Publishing and Darkwind Press. Urban fantasy series include Deadly Curiosities and the Night Vigil (Sons of Darkness). Epic fantasy series include Darkhurst, the Chronicles Of The Necromancer, the Fallen Kings Cycle, the Ascendant Kingdoms Saga, and the Assassins of Landria. 

Together with Larry N. Martin, she is the co-author of Iron and Blood, Storm and Fury (both Steampunk/alternate history), the Spells Salt and Steel comedic horror series, the Roaring Twenties monster hunter Joe Mack Shadow Council series, and the Wasteland Marshals near-future post-apocalyptic series. As Morgan Brice, she writes urban fantasy MM paranormal romance, with the Witchbane, Badlands, Treasure Trail, Kings of the Mountain and Fox Hollow series. Gail is also a con-runner for ConTinual, the online, ongoing multi-genre convention that never ends.

Larry N. Martin
is the author of the new sci-fi adventure novel Salvage Rat, and the new portal fantasy series, The Splintered Crown, A Tankards and Heroes novel. He is the co-author (with Gail Z. Martin) of the Spells, Salt, and Steel: New Templar Knights series; the Steampunk series Iron and Blood; and a collection of short stories and novellas: The Storm and Fury Adventures set in the Iron and Blood universe. He is also the co-author (with Gail) of the Wasteland Marshals series and the Joe Mack - Shadow Council series from Falstaff Books.


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